Friday, November 05, 2010

sunrise to sunset

C-E-M-E-T-E-R-Y.

Would you believe this was one of the first words I learned to spell as a child?
cemetery

With parents who owned a monument business, I spent much of my childhood traveling the back roads, visiting cemeteries (which I quickly learned were often misspelled) and trying to piece together the stories of lives once lived. As odd as it sounds, I believe this has a lot to do with my interest in documenting life--the big moments and small--today.

What is a life well-lived? How can you preserve it in a way that generations from now it will not be forgotten? I don't have the answers, and suspect I never will, but that doesn't mean I'll stop asking.

6 comments:

MaryBeth said...

One of my favorite places to photograph is cemeteries. I try to grab pics from every cemetery I see, especially the old ones. My favorite is Bonaventure in Savannah. There is just something about the tranquility and antiquity that brings a calm over me. It's a bit morbid (my students all tell me that!), but it's how I find peace.

Chel said...

There was a cemetery right by my high school, so being the moody and tortured teenager I was, I spent a fair bit of time there. It was lovely. There's a sort of "NOW" quality about cemeteries- a mix of being present and also being able to look at the past with more of an open mind, at least for me.

JP said...

This set of sketches has some eerie feeling. Like an ever present truth

aimee said...

That is fascinating to read how your parents' profession shaped your wonderful perspective on life!

Steph said...

Very interesting fact about you Suzanne! I think that you are preserving your life with this blog, for sure!

Alexiev said...

Great colours... I like the gray...

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